In the secret chamber of Great Qin's imperial palace, the Qin emperor looked at Zhou Shu in bewilderment.
Zhou Shu was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, his breathing barely discernible.
His body was enveloped in a layer of faint white light. Those who didn't know better would think that he was cultivating in peace. It didn't look like he was using a divine ability at all.
The Qin emperor didn't know what divine ability Zhou Shu was using, but it was different from what he had imagined. It was also different from the curse abilities he had seen before.
But now that he had already handed Ji Lutian's blood essence to Zhou Shu, he could only wait for the outcome.
Boom!
A moment later, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from Zhou Shu's body, and a powerful whirlwind burst out from his body.
The whirlwind smashed the tables and chairs in the secret chamber into pieces.